Saturday, July 20, 2024

SEX, LIES, VIDEOTAPES, DEMOCRATS AND REPUBLICANS MUST STOP THE HATE




In campaign's twilight, Trump basks in the glow of his rallies - POLITICO

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Amid interviews and IG reports, fact remains: Strzok and Page did ...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DnQHLpmpB78


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It started with a walk down the stairs Trump was a target before he hit the floor The FBI’s  Strzok and Page  while having an affair On Trump they decided to declare war


Page wrote “It will make your head spin 

to realize how many stories we played a personal role in,” 

”[Trump is] not ever going to become president, right? Right?!”

So they prostituted the FBI to join their fight


She has insurance if Trump wins

His team and Russia are committing sins

The intelligence unit fire will be unleashed 

The collusion with the Russians will be released


Trump retaliates against his foe

Put Hilary in jail became the rally cry

Lock her up an eye for an eye

The response was They go Low while we go high


The Steel Document found its way

To the nation from what Hillary paid

As the nation unraveled truth from lies

Hillary's presidential hopes died


But After Clinton lost her Presidential Bid

They both kelp open Pandoras lid

Vengeance is mine said the Lord

But their need for vengeance only soared



National Security Flynn was next 

He answered questions, but was perplexed

Set up by Comey and his FBI

they would not let Russia Russia die



Thus began a devastating case

 that ruined his reputation and his pace
Politics fostered a civil war
As tempers and actions began to soar


Conservative Court decisions erased

Affirmative Action in the Supreme Court Case

A Woman’s right to choose was lost

6 men decided and a woman’s right  was tossed


The left grew angry raising the bet

Where Maxine Waters evened the score

"If you see anybody from that Cabinet
in a restaurant, in a department store”’, 


“ you get out and you create a crowd 

and you push back on them,” and be loud

“You tell them they're not welcome anymore, 

Anywhere,” She threw decency out the door


The left continued non stop tirades

Armed camps formed on both sides

Armed with rhetoric poisoned by hell

They both had lies and evil to sell


The Russians cheered at our demise

They knew our leadership’s hands were tied

They knew the two branches of government

Working against each other’s betterment


Then Biden won the Presidency

And the Republicans took the House

Years of damns between both teams

Pulled the nation apart by its seams


The left returned to Justice

To put Trump himself in jail

Then a sniper shot and just missed

But the shot to kill failed


To both the right and left wing

Of the Eagle perched on it’s swing

The vultures are just outsider the door

Work together the Raven swore

or America will be nevermore


Special thanks go
to Edgar Allen Poe
Who some of you know
who wrote just down the road

At 18 Poe was stationed near here
though 21 was his actual year
He captured Charleston's Antebellum demure
In the Gold Bug he explained Charleston's lure

“This island is a very singular one. It consists of little else than the sea sand and is about three miles long. Its breadth at no point exceeds a quarter of a mile. It is separated from the mainland by a scarcely perceptible creek, oozing its way through a wilderness of reeds and slime, a favorite resort of the marsh hen. The vegetation, as might be supposed, is scant or at least dwarfish. No trees of any magnitude are to be seen. Near the western extremity, where Fort Moultrie stands and where are some miserable frame buildings, tenanted, during summer, by the fugitives from Charleston dust and fever, may be found the bristly palmetto; but the whole island, with the exception of this western point and a line of hard, white beach on the seacoast, is covered with a dense undergrowth of the sweet myrtle…” – Excerpt from “The Gold Bug,” shared via Sullivan’s Island Homes


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